But, Holiday at Mom's be damned, this morning was supposed to be theirs.Joe got up and put on a pajama bottom and quietly walked out to the living roo...m and then saw the light back in his office and heard her shift in the leather chair. He slinked up the hallway to see her book in hand and yellow pad on the desk with her notes curled up in the chair with her legs crossed under her. As she nervously turned the chair with the foot on the corner of the desk he waited until she turned away slightly. Not that it surprised me, her father hadn’t let any other guy get within spitting distance of her. She went to a convent school that always reminded me of a prison camp, only the guards were nuns in their black habits. She went to some weird women’s only university in the states that she came back from, raving about women’s rights and equality of the sexes. Strange that she still waited for me to open doors for her, etc. No, let’s not get into how the female mind works. Where was I? Oh, yeah,. I need to fill some paperwork; can I see your driverlicense?"With trembling hands, I opened my purse (damned condoms, of course, werethe first thing that his flashlight brightly reflected off) and handedhim my driver license, bracing for the inevitable. "Thank you, ma'am,"he said, taking it and starting to walk towards the truck looking at thepeace of plastic, lit up bright in his hands. Than he stopped, so did myheart. He turned around and raised his eyes and his flashlight from thelicense to. Oh not the usual S&M stuff, that’s for other guys. But to know that I am on my knees, naked, shaking and shivering in want, my need for a man on top of me, that’s what excites me. To know that I am what he wants right then, what he needs and that he will take me, use me and let me know that I am there for his pleasure. Hi, my name is Al and during those 4 years I spent in San Diego I was a cock whore, a slut and I loved every minute. I didn’t wanted to stay with any one man because I enjoyed.